Your blue eyes say gentlemen
Your wondering hands said *****
My lips said please
You answered with a push of your hips
And a kiss on my lips
I feel your grip leaving bruises;
Permanent scars
I should have known
A boy pleads innocence
Not enough evidence
A girl swallows a bottle of pills
You only whispered
You know you wanna
An ambulance is called
A funeral is held
Who would have thought?
Those who cast judgment,
Called her a liar and a *****,
Shed so many tears
Her note only said
The bruises were permanent
How did you not see?
Is this enough evidence?
-{ksf}